Title: Rough Dream
Ratings: Adult- sex (somnophilia)
Spoilers: Nothing major
Summary: Ianto goes to bed in Jack’s coat.
Disclaimers: I own nothing.
Notes: Comments make me write more!
“Go to bed. You look wiped,” Jack said, settling himself at his desk.
Ianto, standing beside Jack, stifled his yawn. “You’re not coming?”
Jack shakes his head. “Nope. Work to do.”
Jack smiles at him. “I’ll come down when I’ve finished.”
Ianto put a hand on his shoulder in a caress. “Don’t stay up all night.”
Jack patted his hand. “I won’t.”
Ianto turned and headed towards the bedroom. Jack got on with his work.
Down in Jack’s quarters, Ianto began to get undressed. He hated having to sleep alone. He’d got used to sleeping with Jack. Almost every night, they were together. Whether here or at Ianto’s place, they were together. Except, on nights like this when Jack had to work, times when he had to send Ianto to bed by himself, feeling lonely.
Naked, he went to wash. Jack had got him used to being naked down here too. Clean, he got into bed and lay down. He found his eyes were drifting across to Jack’s coat, hanging on the hook in the corner. It was unusual that Jack would hang it up down here but here it was.
Ianto got up and went over to it. He reached out and touched it, letting his fingers run over the scratchy wool. The feeling was as familiar to him as running his hands over Jack’s firm arms. He picked it up and pressed his nose into it. He inhaled deeply. The slightly musty smell of the coat mingled with the heady scent of Jack. It was a smell he knew as well as his own.
He put the coat on. It was too big for him, Jack being broader than he was. He wrapped it tightly around his body, feeling embraced by the warmth, the familiarity. It was almost like having Jack’s arms around him.
He went to bed, still wrapped in the coat. He lay on top of the blankets. The coat was all the blanket he needed. He put his head on the pillow and went to sleep, surrounded by the scent of Jack.
Two hours after he’d sent Ianto to bed, Jack finally finished his work. He got up, stretched and walked over to his hatch. He climbed down, expecting to have to feel his way around in the darkness.
But the bedside light was on. He smiled. Ianto had left it on for him. He reached the bottom of the ladder and turned to the room. He chuckled softly. Ianto was asleep on the bed, naked but for Jack’s coat. It was wrapped around him and he was gripping onto it like it was a security blanket.
Jack leaned over and kissed his forehead. Ianto didn’t stir, but stayed asleep.
Jack got undressed, ready to go to sleep.
As he was stripping, Ianto made a muffled noise and shifted a little. The coat fell open and revealed Ianto’s erection. Jack grinned. Ianto murmured again and Jack realised that it was Jack’s name he was murmuring. Jack couldn’t keep his eyes off Ianto as he began to move about on the bed, moaning and dreaming fiercely. Jack knew for certain what he was dreaming about and it was making his cock stir.
Jack couldn’t take it anymore. Ianto’s breathing was heavy and his cheeks were flushed. Jack needed to fuck him. Jack yanked off the rest of his clothing, then climbed onto the bed.
Ianto moved like a wild thing, the coat rubbing against his skin and seeming to drive him even closer to the edge. Jack grabbed for lube, hooked Ianto’s legs around him and, after hasty preparations, slid inside him.
Ianto began to yell Jack’s name in his sleep. Jack held him tightly, kissed him hard and began to fuck him. The coat wrapped around both of them, stroking their naked skin as Jack fucked Ianto.
The flush in Ianto’s cheek got darker and his breathing got heavier.
“Jack!” he gasped. “Please.”
Jack gazed at him as he fucked him. Every facial expression, every lusty movement of Ianto’s body drove Jack wild.
“Ianto, Ianto,” Jack moaned. “You’re so hot, so hot.”
Ianto moved automatically around him. He knew this dance so well. They both did. Jack fucked Ianto deep and slow. Having to send Ianto to bed by himself was not fun. He’d much rather he get to join him. But this was an interesting side effect.
Ianto arched up into him and gasped his name. Jack grabbed a handful of his coat and reached between them. He thrust deep, brushed Ianto’s cock with his coat and Ianto was coming. His hips spasmed, he gasped and cried Jack’s name and the most exquisite look came over his face. Jack fucked him right the way through his orgasm before he allowed himself to come deep inside him.
He collapsed on top of Ianto with a groan. He looked into Ianto’s face. Ianto was still asleep, but now with a satisfied smile on his face.
Jack chuckled, affection lighting his own face. He kissed Ianto softly on the lips. “My boy,” he whispered and nuzzled into him.
He cleaned them both up, then settled into bed with Ianto, holding him snugly. He left the coat on him. It suited him.
Ianto woke slowly, feeling surrounded by Jack. He opened his eyes and looked around. Jack was sleeping peacefully beside him, arms wrapped around him and Ianto was dressed in nothing but Jack’s coat.
He flushed as he remembered going to sleep in it. He flushed even darker as he remembered the dream he’d had.
He turned and nuzzled into Jack, he woke and looked at him. “Good morning,” he said and kissed Ianto.
Ianto was still blushing. “Um, I guess I was cold last night?”
Jack grinned and pressed close to him. “Yeah, but don’t worry. My coat and I warmed you up.”
Ianto sighed contentedly and decided not to tell Jack about his dream. It was embarrassing enough that he’d been found curled up inside it. Jack didn’t need to know just how much he enjoyed that coat.